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Wood collecting

I went fire wood collecting today, it was so cold my fingers turned white and I couldn’t feel a thing, until my fingers started to warm up over the Rayburn and then I could feel them. Ouch!

I still enjoyed myself though, scrambling up and down banks trying to find the next bigger and better piece for burning.

The week between Christmas and New Year always feels a little odd and empty to me, almost lonely for some reason. Jobs like fire wood collecting help fill up the time and make it seem less of a waste.